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Part 2 Yitian Chapter 1 Rebirth

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    In Jiading Prefecture, Sichuan, there is an important martial arts sect, the Emei Sect, which was founded by the heroine Guo Xiang, the daughter of the hero Guo Jing.

    The female knight Guo Xiang has an extraordinary family background. Three of the five martial arts masters at that time were related to her. Her martial arts skills are rare in the world. After the age of forty, she mastered martial arts and mastered it, creating the Emei School. The martial arts of the Emei School are naturally exquisite.

    And less than a hundred miles away from the Emei Sect, there is a small martial arts sect, the Shuiyun Sect, but it is rarely known to people in the martial arts world.

    ?? Zishan is a rarely visited peak. It is located deep in the Luoji Mountains, with an altitude of more than a thousand meters, and is covered with jungles. In the first half of the mountain, ice and snow can be seen everywhere. Even people in the martial arts find it difficult to move forward.

    Halfway up the Zishan Mountain, there is a flat terrain, which looks like a chair. The Shui Qu Sect is located on this chair. It is a small sect of only twenty or thirty people, and they are all composed of women. They do not accept male disciples.  Similar to the Emei sect.

    Wen Yubing, the head of the Shuiyun Sect, is quite famous in the martial arts world, not because of his outstanding martial arts, but because of his outstanding appearance, coolness, and withdrawn temperament, which is unreasonable.

    In early summer, because the terrain here is quite high, the morning is slightly chilly, the mist is shrouded in the green mountain forest, and various birds chirp from time to time, which is clear and sweet, adding to the tranquility of the mountain forest.

    The sound of warblers and swallows and the noise of chirping also came from the Shuiyun Sect. The disciples in the sect got up one after another, either washing or playing around, and the diligent ones had already started practicing.

    A three-story pavilion is built against the mountain peak, with cornices and brackets, like an eagle spreading its wings and about to fly, with extraordinary momentum. More than twenty courtyards are dotted in front of the pavilion. They are built in three floors. The terrain of each floor is different.  Six or seven stone steps, this is the entire Shuiyun Sect.

    Although the sun has not yet risen, the sky is clear and cloudless, indicating another good weather.

    Suddenly, an earth-shattering thunder sounded, like an explosion in their ears, shocking their hearts.

    Screams rang out one after another. The girls covered their ears and squatted down while screaming. They looked up at the sky and saw a silver snake-like lightning striking directly into a courtyard on the top floor.

    Although they were martial arts practitioners, when they saw such power, their female instincts suddenly took over, and the screams of most of them escalated to a higher level.

    This lightning came and went quickly. In the frightened eyes of the women, it disappeared in an instant. The sky had been clear and cloudless, as if it had been washed and was extremely blue. The thunder and lightning just now seemed like their child's sleep.

    Just when they were in shock, a person suddenly jumped out of the courtyard that was struck by lightning. He was petite and exquisite, and rushed straight to the pavilion where the leader was.

    The women's curiosity was extremely strong, and the disciples of the Shuiyun Sect walked up one after another. The rooms on this floor were all the direct disciples of the headmaster, who were their masters or uncles.

    They recognized this girl who looked panic-stricken and only cared about running. Her name was Xiaodie. She was the maid of the eldest disciple of the headmaster. She was pretty and cute. She was usually sweet-tongued and polite. She was quite popular among the girls.  favorite.

    "Could it be that something happened to the great uncle?" One of the girls, a beautiful-looking, slender sword-wielding girl, murmured to herself.

    "No way?Then the great uncle is too unlucky, isn't he?" A beautiful woman next to her shook her head and said with emotion.

    The women next to them nodded one after another, feeling concerned. These women all have extraordinary looks and good looks. Although they are not beautiful or fragrant, they are still eye-catching when placed in a crowd of people. When they are gathered together, they are like  The flowers are in full bloom.

    Although they were curious, they did not dare to step into the Qingxinyuan without the instructions of their elders, because the great uncle they talked about was actually a man.

    The beauties were either talking or sighing, and unknowingly, they surrounded the door of the small courtyard and peered in. Although the door was open, the courtyard was covered by rockery and bamboo trees, so it was impossible to see the scenes of the houses inside.

    The chattering girls suddenly gave way to a path. A woman who looked like a fairy passed by like the wind and disappeared in the courtyard in the blink of an eye. A round and cold voice floated in the air: "Practice!"

    The girls suddenly dispersed like birds and beasts. They could not disobey the master's words. Although they were even more curious and looked here from time to time, they did not have the courage to stay here any longer.

    There are still four women who have not left the entrance of the small courtyard. They are all tall, well-proportioned, slim, and have different appearances. They are all beautiful. They look at the small courtyard with clear eyes, but they have not stepped in. The four of them  She is the first generation disciple and the junior sister of the people in the courtyard.

    In the small courtyard, there are three rooms hidden by a rockery and bamboo forest. In the east room, Wen Yubing, the leader of the Shuiyun Sect, stood beside the bed, looking at the person on the bed whose face was as black as coal and whose face was difficult to distinguish, his face full of sadness.

    Above the bed, there was a round hole in the roof, which had been destroyed by lightning.

    Wen Yubing is tall and tall, even though she is dressed in emerald green.?, it is still difficult to hide its concave and convex curves, her face is charming, but her eyebrows are cold and charming.

    "Qiu'er, Qiu'er" Her voice was round and soft, revealing deep concern. It was completely different from what she had just said outside the hospital. They were like two people.

    The person on the couch was lying on his back, unconscious, his face was as black as ink, and his appearance could not be seen clearly. Only his head was hairless, and it was shiny, as if it had been coated with soybean oil.

    Wen Yubing called a few times, but there was no movement. He turned back and looked at the beautiful girl beside him: "Xiaoqing, what is going on?"

    Xiaoqing has a snow-white face, beautiful eyebrows and cherry lips, and is soft and lovely. When she heard the head master's question, she turned pale and said with a sob voice: "This morning, the young master got up very early. After washing,  While I was wiping my face, a bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky and hit the young master"

    "Xiaodie, who just ran out to find Wen Yubing, took over the conversation: "Sister Xiaoqing and I hurriedly helped the young master to the couch, and then ran to find you, the leader."

    She also has an oval-shaped face, a straight nose, and lively and bright eyes. Her beauty is both dignified and intelligent, and she has a unique temperament.

    Wen Yubing raised her head and looked at the large hole in the roof, with a look of resentment on her cold face. When she lowered her head and looked at the person on the couch, she changed to a gentle expression, faintly glowing with maternal glory.

    She bent down, stretched out her green-white jade fingers, gently caressed the dark face, and gently smoothed away his frown, her face full of pity and tenderness: "Poor Qiu'er!"

    " Xiaoqing and Xiaodie also had pity in their bright eyes. Although the young master was stupid and stupid, they had always taken care of him. After a few years, it was inevitable that they would develop feelings for each other.

    The man lying on the bed was named Xiao Nanqiu. When he was still an infant, he was picked up at the foot of the mountain by a twelve-year-old girl, Wen Yubing, who made him the founding disciple.

    At that time, Wen Yubing was studying with her master and had not yet started her apprenticeship. Although her master dissuaded her from taking in the baby, she might as well find a family at the foot of the mountain and let them adopt her. She would just go and visit from time to time.

    As soon as Wen Yubing picked up the baby, who was crying hoarsely, he suddenly beamed and giggled at her, which immediately warmed her heart. She said she would not agree to anything, she must adopt him and let him be herself.  disciple.

    She has been stubborn and stubborn since she was a child, and the master couldn't get her to do it, so he had to agree.

    Wen Yubing¡¯s master had only one disciple, and she practiced martial arts with her master in the mountains. There were only two of them, so it was inevitable that she would be lonely. With this baby, she immediately had sustenance and enrichment, and she poured all her love into Xiao Nanqiu.

    But the moon waxes and wanes, and people have misfortunes and blessings. When he was ten years old, when Xiao Nanqiu was practicing Qinggong, he accidentally fell off a cliff and hit the back of his head. From then on, he became dull and stupid, except for eating, drinking and diarrhea.  Apart from being able to take care of himself, he could do nothing but be in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.

    Wen Yubing felt pain in her heart, wishing she could take her own life. She saw countless famous doctors, but to no avail. They all concluded that it was very likely that Xiao Nanqiu would live in such a hazy life. Unless there was a miracle from heaven, it would be impossible to wake up.  Come!

    Having traveled almost all over the world and been disappointed countless times, Wen Yubing also despaired, so he found two smart little girls to serve him and take care of him.

    Although she later accepted four more disciples, the depth of her feelings for Xiao Nanqiu could not be compared to that of her. Every day, she would come to this small courtyard and talk to him, who was stupid and stupid. She said they were disciples, but in fact they were nothing.  Unlike her son.

    "Qiu'er, Qiu'er" Wen Yubing called softly while stroking his dark face, her heart was full of tenderness, and Xiaoqing and Xiaodie behind her both felt their eyes sore.

    With a jet-black face and slender jade fingers as green as green, the contrast between black and white is so strong that it¡¯s even more heartbreaking.

    "Huh?" Xiaoqing suddenly exclaimed softly, pointing at Xiao Nanqiu on the bed, her bright eyes widening: "Master, Master!"

    Wen Yu¡¯s ice-white jade hand rested on Xiao Nanqiu¡¯s dark face, and she turned to look at Xiao Qing, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, slightly dissatisfied.

    "The young master's eyes seem to be moving!" Xiao Qing said anxiously.

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    When thunder and lightning struck Xiao Nanqiu, Xiao Yuesheng's soul had woken up.

    The earth-shattering lightning power was almost completely absorbed by his soul. Not only was his soul not damaged, but it became more solid and powerful.

    But the power of lightning was so powerful that even though it was absorbed by his soul, some of it inevitably overflowed and destroyed the incomplete soul in the body. Only the memory was absorbed by the soul, and everything else was wiped out.

    The brain was stimulated by the slight power of lightning, and under the protection of Xiao Yuesheng Yuan Shen, mysterious changes took place. The brain area expanded several times that of ordinary people, which laid the foundation for his future cultivation.It saves a lot of effort.

    Without knowing the depth, he would not wake up rashly. With his eyes closed, his spiritual thoughts had already dispersed. If his brain had not been expanded, he would have suddenly turned into an ordinary person. His spiritual thoughts were restrained and difficult to use.

    It's just that the expansion is limited after all. I can't travel thousands of miles as before. I can only look within two miles. I saw that this is a high mountain, sparsely populated, surrounded by women, and I am the only man. It seems that I am in a country of women.  .

    Soon, he completely integrated with this body. Although his spiritual thoughts were strong, this body was really unflattering. The meridians were blocked, as if he had not practiced martial arts, and his facial features were dull. He could not hear the women outside the courtyard talking about each other.  Something, but looking at the way they look at this side from time to time, I'm afraid it has something to do with him.

    The three women beside him are all beauties, especially the woman who is caressing him, she is even more cold and charming. She seems cold, but she is actually charming.

    Her face appeared in the memory, and she turned out to be the master of this body, who had nurtured him. However, what he got was only the memory, but not the emotion. He could not feel any admiration for her.

    The soft little hands caressed his face, making Xiao Yuesheng itchy slightly. The feeling of being both familiar and unfamiliar was quite strange, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.

    When Wen Yubing heard Xiaoqing's soft cry, she couldn't help but look at Xiao Yuesheng, and her eyes that slowly opened met with his. Surprise suddenly filled her cold and charming face: "Qiu'er, Qiu'er! Are you awake?!"

    "Master" the hoarse voice said in a low voice, Xiao Yuesheng looked at Wen Yubing in confusion.

    The face in front of you, her snow-white skin is as smooth as porcelain, her eyes are black and white, their pupils are like black diamonds, sparkling, her beauty is not inferior to that of her wives.

    At this time, Wen Yubing's heart was filled with ecstasy. Although he felt that his eyes were as deep as the sea, he did not doubt it. He thought it was because he had regained his clarity. Xiao Nanqiu's original eyes were hazy and dull.

    "Qiu'er, Qiu'er, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Wen Yubing gently caressed his dark face and asked softly.

    Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, his teeth even more white. His voice was hoarse and he smiled lowly: "Master, long time no see"

    Wen Yubing was startled for a moment, and then suddenly realized, tears burst out of her eyes, she nodded her head vigorously, smiled and cried, and was choked to the point of being unable to speak.

    "Master, the young master is awake!" Xiaodie was coming over with a glass of water. When she heard Xiao Yuesheng's words, she couldn't help but said in surprise.

    "Yes." Wen Yubing nodded, took the blue and white tea cup held by Xiaodie, and without looking back, waved her white jade hand: "You and Xiaoqing can go out."

    She didn¡¯t want others to see her crying.

    The two women obeyed, glanced at the young master on the bed, walked out quietly, and rested in a small pavilion in the bamboo forest in the small courtyard.

    Wen Yubing sat on the bed, bent down and stretched out her arms, holding a tea cup in one hand, and reaching under his back with the other hand. With a little force, she wanted to help him up and feed him water.

    Xiao Yuesheng took advantage of the situation and stood up, stretched out his hand to take the tea cup, and said with a smile: "I don't dare to trouble Master, I'd better do it myself!"

    Seeing that he didn't look weak or dull, Wen Yubing was surprised: "Qiu'er?"

    "Master, don't worry, Qiu'er is fine!" Xiao Yuesheng called himself by the name in his memory, with a smile on his dark face, and drank all the water in the celadon cup.

    "Is it really okay?" Wen Yubing was a little worried. He was struck by lightning, how could nothing happen?  !

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and shook his head. Without even blinking, he blurted out a lie: "Don't worry, Master, Over the years, I seem to have been sleepy and can't wake up. There was a thunder just now, and suddenly I was  I woke up!"

    "Thank God! God bless you!" Wen Yubing took the tea cup, got out of bed and returned it to the red lacquered square table under the window, her steps were light and brisk.
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